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by Gregory W Golden Sep 29, 2006 category : Life, society / about society
Do words turn dust into gold Words penetrates your soul They drift in quiet streams Words encountered in our dreams Words they let us know Gentle words fall like snow Who stands alone in quiet places Who searches through empty spaces Only words can do that If words speak like a prayer Then they possess the power to heal When you find that sacred place Only one magic word can say - hello